Forbidden Fruit

Chapter - 26

Harry's POV

When I wake up I could feel the pillow beneath me moving slightly. I move my head only to find I had been laying my head on Louis's chest.

Taking my time to admire him, l couldn't help the smile that crept on to my face. He looked so peaceful and I felt like I had the best sleep in what feels like years, laying here with him, his arms still holding me.

When Louis had expressed his feelings that day, it seemed so unbelievable. He was willing to risk his career over me. I kept thinking that this is all a dream and it will over soon but now that I was here, laying in bed with the man I was slowly falling in love with, the thought of Louis and I, together, didn't really feel so unrealistic.

I thought about how his mother had already been accepting of us and so does his sister.  I'm sure my family wouldn't be too hard to convince of our relationship.

Relationship?

I didn't even understand what kind of relationship this was. We were still to discuss regarding that matter, let alone put a label on it.

Not wanting to further think about this I returned my attention Back to watching Louis's beautiful face. My eyes drifted to his closed eyes, hiding those stunning blue orbs I wish to look at all day, the way his eyelashes rested on top of his cheeks and his thin lips I never want to stop kissing.

But my stare fest was brought to a halt when they began to move and Louis raspy morning voice filled the silent room

"It's not very nice to stare at people when they are sleeping Harold," he said slowly opening his eyes to scan my face.

I already was aware of the blush that had spread on my face causing him to smile at me.

"You're so beautiful" he spoke slowly and well if I could blush any more I was.

"Louis.." I whine.

"I like making you blush, you look so adorable"

I just huff at his statement moving from his chest and turning to face my back towards him.

"Baby.." he draws out

I keep silent.

"Haz?"

"Honey?"

"Sweet cheeks?"

"Sugar lips?"

That caused me to crack up but I try to stifle the laugh but fail.

"I can hear your giggle baby"

I turn to face him again and he quickly places a hand on the back of my neck, pulling me closer to him.

"Morning, love"

"Good morning" I rasp out
"God! Your morning voice is even deeper than it usually is"

I smile and he takes a finger to poke at my dimple.

We stay like this enjoying each other's company and savour the closeness but soon enough someone barges through the door of Louis's room.